NYC can be a bitch especially when you’re strapped for cash waiting for your paycheck and starving it. When I lived in Greenpoint I knew everywhere I could get a sandwich for cheap. Avoiding fast food can be tough as you’re counting quaters and convinced the only option is taquitos from
If so, please take a photo and contact us at @BrokeAssNYC and tag @A_Color_Green. He goes by the name Mr. Green. He is armed and ludicrous. It is of great importance that we capture this hooligan. Sincerely, Team Broke-Ass
Step into a world of adventure with the San Francisco Beer Passport. There’s no better way to explore San Francisco than to literally drink it in. This passport is amazing! Each one contains 27 coupons to buy one beer, get a second beer FREE at 27 of the finest locally
If you’re not going to these parties, you might as well board the next slow bus to Cincinnati. I don’t care how infuriatingly sexy all of it is going to be. I don’t care how insecure all the insouciance is going to make you feel. Did I mention that it’s
Homeslices, there’s a new park in Greenpoint. Completed in August and inaugurated with little fanfare by Mayor Bloomberg, Transmitter Park (named after the space’s previous tenant, the radio station WNYC) is the latest multi-million dollar renovation on the northern Brooklyn waterfront. The park is located at the end of Greenpoint
If you walk down Manhattan Ave to the corner of Huron St, you’ll find the cheap and vastly popular Mexican restaurant, Papacito’s. It’s a great establishment… outdoor seating… movies in the backyard on summer Sunday nights… margarita pitchers and buckets of tecate… plus some of the best taco’s in Brooklyn.
An open letter from the McCarren Park Pool: When you’re a pool you need to realize right off the bat that a couple thousand kids are going to pee in you everyday. You suffer that humiliation willingly because of the joy you bring them. What’s a little pee against thousands
Vans is once again back in Brooklyn, throwing their annual House of Vans parties for the summer. On Saturday, July 21st there will be another live concert taking place in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. You can expect some FREE Classic merchandise customized by Christian Joy and some FREE beer, compliments of Heineken.
As a starving, malcontent, narcissistic New York City writer, you have one of two options: writing in your apartment or writing in someplace that is decidedly not your apartment. The former is a simple premise. If you’re having trouble with it, you might consider giving up writing in favor of